The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

Scott nodded in agreement.

Having satisfied his curiosity, Professor Flitwick gave Scott a few more words of advice about safety, and then disappeared silently from his sight.

Scott couldn't help but once again admire Professor Flitwick's mastery of spells.

He had seen people use Apparition before.

Normally, when other wizards use this spell to travel through space, they always leave behind a loud noise; no one can do it as silently as Professor Flitwick.

Professor Flitwick truly deserves to be called one of the greatest spell masters of our time.

Scott then passed through security smoothly and, after waiting in the waiting area for a while, boarded a flight to Madrid-Barajas Airport.

Two hours later, the plane landed at Barajas Airport.

With only a small backpack on his back and no luggage to check, Scott quickly reached the exit.

He immediately spotted Michael and Amelia waiting eagerly outside the exit.

He waved and strode towards his parents.

Michael and Emilia soon met him as well.

Emilia rushed over and hugged him tightly the moment he stepped out of the station exit.

"Scott! Darling, I miss you so much!"

Emilia excitedly gave him a big kiss on the cheek.

"I miss you too, Millie."

Scott patted her on the shoulder and smiled at Michael.

Michael walked over to the mother and son and pulled Amelia away.

"Millie, you're blocking someone else's exit."

"I know!"

Emilia shook off his hand and pulled Scott aside.

She scrutinized Scott's appearance again and again, repeatedly saying things like he had grown taller and thinner.

Scott could only smile and let her look him over.

"Is this my little cousin Scott?"

At that moment, a burly young man with the same reddish-brown hair as Emilia walked over.

He spoke in broken English and gave Scott a friendly smile.

"Oh, sorry, Ramiro! I got too excited!"

Emilia quickly reached out and pulled the young man over, introducing him to Scott, "This is your uncle's youngest son, Ramiro. He's only five years older than you. You can play together during the summer vacation!"

Scott looked up and sized up his cousin, whom he had never met before.

Ramiro is very tall and looks like an athlete; he also seems to have a good temper.

“Hello, Cousin Ramiro.” Scott extended his hand.

Ramiro shook hands with him and said with a smile, "Just call me Ramiro."

Volume Two: Summer Vacation of 1993

Chapter 241 Welcome to Salamanca

My cousin Ramiro drove us back from the airport.

Emilia ushered Michael into the passenger seat, while she and Scott sat in the back, talking non-stop the whole way.

She kept busy recounting her and Michael's life after arriving in Spain, while also occasionally asking Scott about his school life this semester.

Scott listened attentively to her story and patiently answered her questions.

Listening to Amelia talk about her life with Michael in Spain, and seeing the genuine smile on her face, Scott finally felt much more at ease.

His parents were forced to leave their beloved small town in England and come to live in a foreign country because of him.

Although there were reasons for it, Scott has always felt guilty about it.

But now he heard that Michael and Amelia had fully adapted to life here, especially Amelia, who was clearly very happy after reuniting with her family.

In this way, Scott felt less guilty.

Scott glanced at the passing street scenes outside the car window and asked Emilia, "Milly, did you buy a house in Madrid?"

"Oh, Scott!"

Ramiro, who was driving, burst into loud laughter.

He said in broken English, "Aunt Millie doesn't need to buy a house in Madrid. The Hill family owns many houses in Madrid, and Aunt Millie owns more than one."

Scott raised an eyebrow at Emilia.

He knew absolutely nothing about his maternal grandparents' family.

All I know is that my great-grandfather was once the head of a London underground gang.

Emilia said somewhat embarrassedly, "I had given up those things before, but I didn't expect Caleb to still be keeping them for me... Oh, Caleb is your uncle."

Scott was somewhat incredulous. "You haven't been in touch all these years?"

Emilia shook her head.

Ramiro interjected, "My father and Aunt Millie used to have a terrible relationship. Neither of them was willing to back down first, so they were at an impasse for more than a decade."

"..."

Scott glanced at Amelia in surprise, then deliberately made eye contact with Michael through the rearview mirror.

"Oh? What is the reason?"

Although he asked the question, Scott already had the answer in his heart.

Before Michael inherited the family business, he was just a high school dropout and a petty hoodlum. Which family would want to marry their good girl to him?

Furthermore, the entire Hill family later returned to Spain, while Emilia remained alone in England, where she gave birth to Scott at the age of 18...

All signs indicate that this was when Emilia and her family had a complete falling out.

This may be the main reason why Emilia never mentioned her maternal grandparents' situation to Scott.

Emilia evaded Scott's question.

Michael, who was looking directly at Scott through the rearview mirror, simply winked at him.

But Ramiro, who was driving, couldn't help but laugh again.

Scott asked him, "What do you know, Ramiro?"

Ramiro shook his head, seemingly hesitant to tell him directly.

Amidst laughter and conversation, the car drove into a neighborhood that exuded the atmosphere of an "affluent area."

"We're almost there!" Ramiro shouted. "Welcome to Salamanca!"

“Thank you,” Scott joked. “It’s a pity I’m just a small-town English boy, a bit out of place here.”

Ramiro laughed. "You'll have to get used to this, Scott! Aunt Millie and Uncle Mike have moved in, so this is your home from now on!"

“I will try my best,” Scott said, feigning seriousness.

“Of course.” Ramiro gave him a wink through the rearview mirror. “I’ll help you. Once you meet a few more girls, you’ll love it here!”

Scott raised an eyebrow.

Before he could answer, Emilia said impatiently, "Then I'll leave it to you, Ramiro! Scott is turning 15 soon, but as far as I know, he's never been in a relationship!"

"Oh..." Ramiro opened his mouth wide and let out a long, drawn-out exclamation.

“Hey!” Scott looked at Emilia with displeasure.

Isn't it normal to not have been in a relationship by age 15?

Emilia ignored his gaze and continued to Ramiro, "You have a whole summer vacation, so take Scott with you. Football, concerts, parties, beaches, surfing—basically, just have Scott come with you!"

“No problem, Aunt Millie! I’ll take Scott along and introduce him to some nice girls.”

Ramiro laughed heartily and readily agreed.

But Scott didn't want to agree.

The activities Emilia described sounded like a distant memory; he was already a lifetime away from those events.

He himself found it a little strange.

He clearly enjoyed these lively activities in his previous life, but now he feels somewhat resistant just thinking about them.

Perhaps it's because I've been living in the same way of life for too long.

he thinks.

It feels like switching between them is quite difficult.

However, when Scott saw the disdainful look Michael gave him, the words of refusal stuck in his throat, and he didn't say them.

Forget it.

Scott rolled down the car window, letting the warm wind tousle his hair.

At Hogwarts, he was always on edge, and studying was also draining his energy.

This isn't a good thing in the long run.

Forget about those things for now, and it wouldn't hurt to relax once in a while?

Before long, the car drove into a residential area with a cluster of detached villas and stopped in front of a villa with a large area.

“Aunt Millie, you can go downstairs first, I’ll go park the car,” Ramiro said.

Scott and his family of three got out of the car first.

After getting out of the car, Amelia tidied Scott's hair with her hands and led him into the garden in front of the villa.